What a day! I thought those team
building meetings at World Security Agency HQ would
never end. If only they would:
*Plan meetings in
advance *Prepare a detailed agenda *Pre-notify
attendees *Control the discussion *Summarize and
record decisions (Credit to John Cleese
video)
Then something would get accomplished from
the stinkin' meetings. Oh well, now to get this box of
used tennis shoes over to Cordelia.
He headed
out the door of the Takotah Alley WSA office with the
box. He intends to check the fishing line he left down
at the Ferry Terminal. He can almost guarantee a
successful catch. If it's not an old steel belted radial
tire, it's usually old shoes ... Reebok, Nike, New
Balance, Cement (only in New Jersey). As he heads for
the Great Stairs, he notices the KI message with unusual
coordinates.
As he was not watching where he was
going, he tripped over a stray traffic cone (that
promptly skittered away to hide) he fell
forward.
LOOK OUT BELOW!He
shouts
The box of smelly sneakers fell down the
hole, bonking Almech on the head.
As Almech came
to, he figured that someone had sent him a CARE package
with emergency supplies (he needed them now) and
something to eat. He was so
wrong.
---------------------------- "Where
are the donuts?" - Atrus (realMyst) Save URU Live
Elkae Dr. Elkae Knutsson, Dir., Dept. of
Stymied Peregrinations & Asinine Mischief, Inst. of Advanced
Exploration of Myst Worlds
posted
Almech, there really is life without cable, but you're
too young to know that. Yes, yes. I'm older than cable
TV, men on the moon, color TV, personal computers,
please don't make me go on.
At least I didn't
walk to school barefoot in the snow uphill both
ways.
Almech, not very pleased with the
package of shoes, begins to search the small cave for
his relto book. His search proves fruitless, and he
leaves another message on the Institution
imager:
If anyone should find my relto book,
please drop it into the large hole at 61368, 49,
-80
Somewhere above Almech there's a
scraping sound. It's getting louder. Seems like there's
more of them... It gets darker.
Looking up,
Almech sees the edge of his cave lined with traffic
cones. There's a general shuffling. Then the cones back
away. There's some odd scraping sounds as the cones
shuffle about up there. Then one suddenly hurtles itself
into the hole and lands with a 'PWHUMP! in front of
Almech.
It sits there, docilely, waiting.
Apparently for the others, which suddenly start hurtling
themselves down into the hole en masse. They would have
buried our poor Almech if they weren't so fast in
arranging themselves into a wall.
When the last
one slides into place there's a neat little wall of
cones stacked up from the floor of the hole to the top.
Half way up, Almech sees a book wedged between two
layers and, cautiously testing the wall first, he starts
to climb up to it. It's his Relto book.
He almost
falls trying to get the cones to let go, but finally
manages to get it and climb the rest of the way out. The
cones collapse down into the hole and lay there quietly
in a jumbled heap.
Kestryll walks by with a
package under his arm.
Oh, hey, you got out.
Good for you.
Kestryll leans
down and glares into the hole.
Alright! You
get one week. However, I find even one of you in the
DISCO and all bets are off. Got it? *scrape* Good.
Good night.
[This message was
edited by Kestryll on Wed April 21 2004 at 10:07
PM.]
Too bad I'm not awake. I'm asleep. Sh. You
might wake me.
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Ignorant Thinker Owner: Kahlo Pub,
Teledahn Winery, Cavern & Age Delivery Service,
Cavern & Age Catering. Scourge of Traffic Cones
and part-time Bartender. If I can't do it, you
can!
From the Diary of FM - Explorer of
the Badger Age Well it looks like we found
some more inhabitants in this age, and they are RUDE!
This old freaky guy who looks like Einstein on cocaine
almost beat me to death with a magnifying glass and
didn't even save a couple of the scones for me! Then he
said I was insane because of the mushrooms. Hello honey,
I was insane LONG before I saw any mushrooms, I have the
stamp and everything to prove it..
Anyway, that
room we were in is where this freaky evil Einstein
lives, and he has this triple level cave where some
wierd almost identical looking doctor called Ukoi lives.
I think something is up with both of them...We found out
that these scientist guys have a rocketship though, and
it runs on peanut fuel. I wonder if once we leave the
planet we can link to our Reltos...
Anyway, I
took on a bunch of badgers on my own yesterday, so I
have quite a nice collection of spears, I just have to
remind everyone we need to be saving Elkae not having
tea and scones with Dr Osmo...I'm sure that man is in
league with the Algae..
Anyway, if you found this
diary you are probably either Dr Osmo (CLOSE THE DIARY
NOW IF YOU ARE!!)...or some trepid explorer who is in
his house and is for some reason not running for his/her
life. My advice..run...there is ALWAYS something fishy
about a man who has lived in a cave on an Age full of
hostile badgers, yet who can convince the badgers to
deliver his evening paper.
Well, what are you
waiting for! Get running! I think he's coming back
now...hit him over the head with something and make a
break for it!!
On a sidenote, Dr Osmo believes
the mushrooms cause a fever and insanity in people...my
personal theory is that the mushrooms prevent the
insanity, which is caused by a bacteria in the air,
which if exposed to for long enough can cause a person
to become lucid and convinced of things
easily..
Now WHY on Earth aren't you running
away!?
FrontMullet Investigative
Researcher/Hermit Institution of Advanced Exploration
of Myst Worlds
Experimental Program 1
I
wasn't talking to you, I was talking to
YOU.
Very cool cleavage
site! I now have it bookmarked... 
